Standing on the bridge
We have the bike parked behind us
We look down at the flowing waters down under…..
Behind traffic is in a lull of a Sunday afternoon
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A Grain Of truth
A grain of sand
In ones palm
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The lotus soft petals of folded silk
Covered her with grace
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Beyond here lies Nothing
The pulsing moment
Churlish smile
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The fog cleared
And I could better see
The dark shapes up ahead
Took forms
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Come my sweet heart
Come to me
Over the dark skies
Afloat on nomadic clouds
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All the paltry pressures of life
Smiling breeze through
Left undeterred on its way
Far from its height
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Hello my brother
I understand your pain
I can understand
The sense of injustice
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Let yesterday have passed in beautiful ecstasy
May today breakout with fresh hopes!
Let the world you live in have a shine of beauteous love
All the hopes of little significance
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Tantalizing the creative senses
Beyond discriminating fences
A bond of love a beacon to follow
From thoughts to refine that is shallow……..
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